st.laurent street party
so, it is true that they do close up the street and open up the terraces...free flowing alchohol and it's a fashion show of beautiful people prancing about the streets in their latest and greatest gear. but why are the women so extra-ordinarily beautyfull and the men so ordinarily blah? there were some hotties representing the sausage camp, but seriously...bad ratio. and where are the gays? i thought this was a freaking gay city?
so, fresh from the bellydance, i met up with K on st. cats and we went through some francofolie performances and caught some live hip hop, but it wasn't really so spectacular, only french.
st. laurent though whoo hoo..we went through that hiliter that is american apparal, and if i could remember all those ways to tie that scarf, maybe i would cut my own piece of cloth and tie it up all day in my house, but as it stands, without the video, i am lost. whatever. better for me that i don't spend $30 buying a piece of cotton.
we went to eva b which is a fabulous costume/retro/newskool store and tried on some gear. fun fun.
found ourselves a terrace and made some fast friends, ended up smoking clove cigs ($2 a pack, and they're gold and black, i may end up being a smoker after all!) the cast of the fringe version of sex and the city stopped by to promote their show, elexa gave us female condoms with vibrating rings, we ate free candy on a stick from "sucre bleu", the popcorn man gave me a fresh street popped bag, and an aussi bought me a thong from a giant gumball dispenser that dispensed panties.
we were shopping, watching K get drunk, wandering and club hopping from 10-4. we ended the nite with a lovely slice of bacon pizza (muslim nightmare) and got up in the morning to go back to the gym for salsa cardio and power yoga. whew.
